So, who is this person with the weird cats? The name's Katie. I'm a graduate from GMU in Fairfax, VA. I have a younger brother. My pets are three cats, Kurt, Sandy,and Glory. Ozzy lived to be 15 years old! (Ozzy died on July 27, 2011) For Christmas 2011, I got a Bertta fish who I named Lonnie. (Lonnie was eaten by Glory on Feb 12, 2012)

Here's some likes and dislikes of mine:

(Blue orbold indicates I have seen them in concert;.This means I have seen them more than once)

Personality Likes:Anyone who respects others and doesn't try to change them

Personality Dislikes: trendy bitchy people, bullies, posers, ego-maniacs, arrogant cat-haters, people who consistanly harrass others about dumb things, such as their musical preferences. For example, if someone likes rap or teen-pop, I will not bother them about it as long as I do not have to listen to it!

An Exceptional Day I Had:When I went to Riverfest (which used to be an annual Oldies concert around the DC area) on August 25, 2001, I met some local celebrities such as Goldy, Dave Adler, and Tom Kelly (whom I have met several times since.), and I also met two very well-known lead singers: Martha Reeves (Martha and the Vandellas) andFelix Cavaliere(The Rascals).I've wanted to meet Felix since I was in 7th grade. The concert was extraordinary! I got to see those bands along with Paul Revere and the Raiders. (I did not have a chance to meet them, however.)

Me and Felix Cavaliere, one of my all-time favorite singers. I never thought I'd see the day when I would meet him. Talk about a dream come true! I've been wanting to meet Mr. Cavaliere since I was 12. (I am 19 in the photo.) He was such a friendly man. He greeted me with a kind "Hello" when he saw me. I couldn't stop flattering him! I told him I adored him and I owned three of the Rascals' albums. (I do own more now!) He appreciated that and thanked me. I will never forget meeting him.

Thanks goes out to my fellow Manassas (Park) resident, Don, for taking the photo I've been waiting years for

I've decided to put some odd photos of my cats on here. These are just as weird (if not weirder) than the previous ones.

Disclaimer: My cats perform all of their own stunts. I'm just luckyenough to have a camera near by when they do these things.

Here's Martha Reeves and me. She was so nice! Right after I got her autograph, I asked if I could get a picture with her, and she had no problem doing so, even though some people moved the table in front of her as soon as she got up. She signed the next person's autograph (the same one who took this photo) and walked over to me so that I could get a picture with her.

Thanks goes out to "the Girl Whom I Used to be on the 'Oldies 100' Sound Byte With" for taking this picture of me and the lovely Martha Reeves.

Whatever happened to Riverfest? Well, after the 9/11 attacks (only 17 days after these photos were taken), Bolling Airforce Base was told to stay on alert. Goldy (one of the former DJs) told me when I asked him who was going to perform at Riverfest in the summer of 2002. (See photos of RF 2001)

David L. Lander--You might know him as "Squiggy" from Laverne and Shirley. He has published the book, Fall Down Laughing about dealing with MS. Like Montel, he has appeared on fellow MS-er Neil Cavuto's show "Your World w/Cavuto." (He did so in 2000.)

Montel Williams--You might know him as the host of his own talk show, The Montel Williams Show. Read his comments onMS at his site. (Look under Montel on MS.) He has appeared on felllow MS-er Neil Cavuto's show on the FNC

Richard Pryor--You might know him as the blind man in the movie See No Evil, Hear No Evil, and in Silver Steak (both ofwhichalso starred frequent comedian pal Gene Wilder), the Wizard in The Wiz, and as himself, the stand-up comedian, who joked about his illness. He once said that he has seen people with MS, and they looked like zombies to him. He died on December 10, 2005, so click here to see him.

Jonathan Katz--You might know him as the voice of Dr. Katz in the Comedy Central show about a professional therapist. He has published the book, A Balancing Act: Living with MS

Kelly "Girl" Sutton--You might know her as a professional racecar driver

Victoria Williams--You might know her as a professional singer who has toured with Neil Young, among others

Lena Horne--You might know her as a singer and actress. She played the "Good Witch" in The Wiz (The black version of The Wizard of Oz) She has also guest-starred on a few times on Sanford and Son (She died May 9, 2010)

Alan Osmond--You might know him as one of the lead brothers in the Osmonds music group

Neil Cavuto--You might know him as the host of his own show on the Fox News Channel. I had the priveledge of meeting him on October 6, 2005 in Reston, VA, and he was very nice to me. I got an autographed copy of his book More Than Money, which I would recommened to anyone. I have not read his other book, Your Money or Your Life yet. See the 2 photos from when I met him in October '05--->

Ann Romney--You might know her as the wife of former Mass. gov. Mitt Romney (R)

This is my very good friend, Cristy and her dog, Daisy, who, sadly, passed in 2015 at age 13.

Me (Katie R) & my friend, Michelle F (above) from back in 1996. I never got her new address when she moved later that summer. I am hoping she will try to search for me, like I have done for her. (I DO NOT look like that anymore, by the way!)

Riverfest photos! (7 total)

Kurt as a kitten in 1997. Sandy the kitten had to stay outside his first few days with us

Some (not all) of the dumbest things I've ever heard(You know how some people say, "That's the dumbest thing I ever heard?" I mean this literally here!

1a. THE #1 DUMBEST THING I EVER HEARD During Hard Rock 2012, Tom Morello said, "If you are Rpublican, you are NOT welcome." (He lost any potential fans!)

1b. ANY COMMERCIAL THAT SAYS, "If you or someone you love has suffered death. "

2WHILE ON THAT SUBJECT, I HAVE TO ADD WHAT ONE OF THE ASSHOLES WHO CHASED ME DOWN THE HALLWAY FOR LIKING NIRVANA SAID TO ME (read story on this page) ....I had asked him & his friends not to make fun of Kurt Cobain because I knew someone in my family who committed suicide.(That DOES NOT mean I am convinced that he did, rather than the murder theory!) Anyway, the guy said the following: "We're not making fun of you for (your relative), we're making fun of you because of KURT COBAIN!"~Can you believe that this guy had the nerve to say that to me? What an asshole!

3. ALRIGHT, THIS IS EXTREMELY STUPID...The treatment GARDASIL is supposed to prevent young girls from contacting HPV, but it is pointed out in the commercial that "Gardasil will not prevent or treat it." Um, what's the point of taking the shot then? What good does it do if it doesn't prevent or treat it?

THIS IS JUST DUMB! This where commercials rhat say, "Burgers again?" then a wave comes and says "Throw boring overboard..." If you are so bored with burrgers, why did you order them in the first place?

BEING BORN ON VALETINE'S DAY, I have a different apreciation than most people, but every year, I yell at the TV when I see the commercial with the teddy bear...which is 4 feet tall. (Before the bear is shown, the voice-over says, "Don't give flowers, which will die in a few days; Chocolates are okay, but tham she'll think she's fat...the woman DUMPS the WHOLE box of chocolates on the floor! Why waste any money on her next year?

DURING THE 2006 ROCK & ROLL HALL OF FAME CEREMONY, ELVIS COSTELLO (WHO IS ENGLISH) SAID SOMETHING TO THE DEGREE OF:, "We now know that Hurricane Katrina was man-made." First off, that is just STUPID! Second off, what do you care? Did you see it coming? I suppose you'll be saying next that (Bush) commanded the hurricane to attack New Orleans! Do me a favor...Go back to your own country! You dumbass!

IF ANYONE HAS SEEN MY "NIRVANA PAGE,"THEN YOU'D THINK THEY'D KNOW THAT I ADVERTISE IT AS "NOT THE TYPICAL TRIBUTE PAGE, RIGHT? Apparently not from one of my viewers! He thought I am the type of person who would take cheap hits by posting, what else, but his "suicide note!" Um, isn't that the opposite of what my page is about? Since he is a viewer of mine, I didn't insult him for saying that to me. It does make a lovely addition to this portion of my site, though.

.THIS IS ALONG THE LINES OF WHAT SHERYL CROW SAID IN APRIL 2007: "I think it would be very resourceful if everyone only used ONE square of toilet paper each..." Now, THAT is disgusting! Excuse me, Sheryl, but, believe it or not, NOT everyone has a "bidet" and can get away with "only using ONE square! That's just ...eeew! Gore-lover!

YET ANOTHER NIRVANA-RELATED STATEMENT...On VH1 Honors, one of the dumbasses from Def Leopard said someting like the following: "The reason Kurt Cobain joined Nirvana was because he didn't want to be in a band that sounded like us." Well, dumbass, yes, he obviously didn't want to be in a band that sounded like what you consider to be "music." Where you're wrong is that he didn't just "join"; he FORMED Nirvana! Then to make it look like he knew what he was talking about, the dumb lead singer began the first song by saying, "It's better tp burn out than fade away." Hey, why don't you just stick to your pussy rock and leave Kurt out of it? I know you what to be like him and all, but try getting your facts straight before saying crap thar indicates you don't have a clue in hell what you're talking about? And while I'm on a roll, here's number ten:

I WAS WATCHING SOMETHING ON E! CALLED SOMETHING LIKE The handbook to making a comeback...#3...Death In which the following was said about Kurt Cobain: "Although Kurt Cobain's been 6 feet under since 1994..." Okay, let me expain this...I get your cute little metaphor, but anyone who knows about Kurt KNOWS that he was creamated!

OKAY, IHAVE TO SAY SOMETHING ABOUT ALL THESE WEIGHT LOSS COMMERCIALS: I think that going down from a size 12 to a size 2 is just rediculous! You know who wore a size 2? Calista Flockhart!!! It is more realistic when I see the commercials that say, "I can now wear a size 8 and sometimes a 6..." Anything below a 4, in my opinion, is anorexic!

AND YET, THEY KEEP COMING! There is this commercial which asks: "Are you going through menopause? If so, there is a study being conducted in your area...participates must be between the ages of 40 and 64, be post-menopausal for at least 6 months, etc...HOW can you be post-menopausal AND be going through it at the same time? You got me...

I HAVE TO ADD THIS BECAUSE NO BODY ELSE SEES WHAT'S SO DUMB ABOUT IT...There is this kids food commercial where the mothers turn the snack boxes up-side-down, then get confused looks on their faces like they can't figure out where the kids GOT the snacks.....Gee--You think you bought it for them?

"Eggland's BEST Eggs...."The better egg"!" You know what? It is a fucking EGG! IT IS NO DIFFERENT THAN ANY OTHER EGG THAT COMES OUT OF THE ASS OF A chicken!

IN YET ANOTHER COMMERCIAL, there are all these women sitting outside for breakfast (or so I assume), and one of the women, Jane, stops to eat breakfast with them. One of the other women say, "You look amazing! What's your secret?" Jane replies, "Eating breakfast!" The woman who asked her says, "Really?" Now, I have to ask, why were all those women there for breakfast if they weren't planning on eating breakfast? Duh!

I HAVE TO ADD this because it makes NO sense...It is the commercial for Yaz, the PMDD drug, which wouldn't be so dumb, except for the fact that it says that it is different than PMS symptoms...guess what? The symptoms are EXACTLY the same! Look it up...

Actual Newspaper Headlines (We can only assume!)<--Courtesy of acromax.com

These are so funny, and I've had these for a few years now; Some will make you go "DUH!"--You be the judge:

On a personal note, I wish to pay tribute to two very important people who meant very much to me, and who are finally reunited-- my father and his mother. (Since I was unable to give a verbal tribute at my grandmother's memorial, a visual one will do.)

I was too little to go to my father's funeral, and would not have understood what was going on. (Go to the further down the page for a tribute to my great-uncle, and even futher down still for tributes to both of my grandfathers..) Also are tributes to my Aunt and friends the both of whom who both died suddenly, along with a tribute to an old friend.

My friend Angela's cats

I promised my friend, Angela, that I would do this for her, so here are the photos. (Place mouse over for their names.)

John P. RoemAugust 28, 1950--December 27, 1987

Here is me with my father on my first birthday. I wish he could have been there for more of them (than only 5).

*.I get my taste in good music from him.*

Isabelle "Belle" L. Roem February 17, 1925--July 14, 2006

Here is me 13 days later with my grandmother, affectionately known as "Nana."

* I get my attention to detail from her, like where at her memorial, I noticed that her date of birth was wrong.(Please see where she signed my guestbook.)

It is my faith that enables me to believe that they have been reunited in Heaven after nearly 18 1/2 years apart.

I know my grandmother was heartbroken to lose her son so early in his life, but, as I told my mother upon hearing of her passing," at least she is with her son now."

She lived a full 81 years, whereas my father only lived for 37 years. In her good-heartedness, she DID make sure that my brother and I had plenty of memorabilia to remember our father by.

My mother and my brother both gave speeches at her memorial, but since I still can't speak clearly even over two years after my stroke back in July 2004, I didn't want to stress everyone further by making them go, "Huh? What? Can you say that again?"

In a way, I'm lucky, since this is permanent. I am NOT saying this is better than anyone else's. All of the family who spoke gave honest, heart-felt tributes. I just have other limitations. (See above)

Now, on the OTHER side of my family...(I do love this photo!)*Below are my paternal grandparents, Belle & Dave

Guess which one was my grandma?Now people know why I get irriatated when they always say, "Why don't you smile more? Myresponse is the same as hers would've been--"Get away from me!"

Stupid Warning Labels

(11/22/06) I jfound these gems while cleaning my room. These are INCREDIBLY stupid, judge for yourself:

1. Sears Hairdryer:Do not use while sleeping.

2.On a Bag of Fritos: You could already be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside!

3.Bar of Dial Soap: Directions: Use like regular soap.

4. Some Frozen Swanson Dinners: Serving Suggestion: Defrost

5. Tesco's Tiramisu Dessert (Printed on bottom of box): Do not turn upside-down

6. Mark Spencer's Bread Pudding: Product will be hot after heating

7. Package for a Rowenta Iron:Do not iron clothes on body

8. Boot's Children's Cough Medicine: Do not drive a car or operate heavy machinery after taking this medication.

9. Nytol Sleep Aid: Warning: May cause drowsiness.

10. Christmas Lights: For indoor or outdoor use only.

11. Japanese Food Processor:Not to be used for the other use.

12. Sainsbury's Peanuts: Warning: Contains nuts.

13. American Airlines Packet of peanuts Open packet; eat nuts.

14. A Child's Superman Costume:Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly.

15. Sw edsh chainsaw: Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands.

16. Palmolive Dishwashing Liquid: Do not use on food.

17. Tube of Crest Toothpaste: If swallowed, contact poison control

18. Bottle of ALL Laundry Detergent: Remove Clothing before distributing in washing machine.

William Van Wickler, Jr, age 72, of Manassas, Va. died Tuesday, April 3, 2007, at his home.

Mr. Van Wickler was an active member of the Manassas Church of Christ. He was a U. S. Army veteran, having served in the Korean Conflict. He graduated from Rutgers University and worked at IBM as an electrical engineer for 25 years. He briefly played professional baseball for the Brooklyn Dodgers and was very athletic, humorous and witty.

No, I still have not recovered enough from July 28. 2004 to speak, and I know there isn't any way I'm going to miraculously be fit to speak by the time of the services (which, as I write this, is tomorrow), so I'll do another (my third) personal tribute.

William Van Wickler Jr was better known to his family and friends as "Bill."

He enjoyed life, but knew that it could not go on forever. In fact, he was the one who called me back in July to have me tell my mother and brother that his sister-in-law (my Nana) had just passed away.

He figured I would be upset, so he immediately said, "Remember that death is just a part of life."

The thing is, my grandparents lived on the other side of the country, not in the same town as me, so I wasn't too close to her. Don't get me wrong: I loved my Nana, but I didn't just see her this past January (2007), like I saw my Uncle Bill and Aunt Billie. We (my mother. brother and grandpa) saw their new condo and saw their new cat, Patches. (Who died suddenly, so now she has Pumkin)

Anyway, it;s a lot harder to deal with after you just see someone, and the next time you hear from them (figuretively speaking), they're gone.

I bring that up because the reason they were here in January was because they were planning to go to Florida the next week, and they were wondering if we could watch Patches while they were gone.

Even at that point, he was in tremedous pain, and he kept saying his hip was hurting him. As an MRI turned out, he had a tumor on his hip, which was causing him all that pain. They never did go to Florida, to say the least.

I would like to share with you all the man that my Uncle Bill was:

Ever since I was diagnosed as having strokes, he was always looking out for me. He came to see me everytime I had another stroke. (Unfortunately, I never completely recovered from my last one, but fortunately, the last time I saw him, I told him that I loved him.)

Yes, he was kind to me as well as my grandpa, whom he would often take to the senior movies every month, sometimes even taking me along. (Until they stopped doing that.)<--The movie's sponsor stopped;. not my uncle!

When my cousin had seriously injured himself in the summer of 2006 and was in the hospital, it was my Uncle Bill and Aunt Billie came by our house and told us about it. We saw him in the hospital within an hour; we never would have known if they didn't tell us. My cousin was happy (and surprised) to see us, and we told him that it was Bill and Billie who had told us about him being there. (He wasn't as surprised.)

He was a great man, yes, I'm sad to see him go, but at least he is no longer suffering. No one should ever have to endore that kind of pain and suffering, especially the ones as kind as he was.

Two neighborhood cats, Mr Lufty and Bobby were captured by a twisted-minded freak of nature, slightly more than two weeks before Christmas 2007:

-This monster apparently tried to poison the two cats, and , when that did not work, he took it upon himself to call Animal Control and had them both put down!

These two cats belonged to good families, but sometime on the night of December 12, 2007, the monster, who had NO business harming these cats, catnapped them off the street and called Animal Control, who put down both cats. Why? He told them they were two stray cats, just because they lived outside. (Ever heard of outdoor cats? Idiot!)

i've said before that I can call this asshole every name in the book, but it still won't bring back the pets of the families...

All I can say is how sorry I am about what he's put the families through.

He's basically a hermit who has two dogs that bark at everryone and everything, but he hates cats, who don't make any noise!

We live in a cul-de-sac, where everybody knows everybody, but that monster, not being social, rarely comes outside...I could not tell you what he looked like to save my life..Not that THAT would ever happen

Interesting how he' s a hermit, but he goes out of his way to destroy animals that are not his! He's evil!

She had Parkinson's and that's what killed her. (My Grandpa, at the time,

said, "I'll be dead within a year". ) Fortunately, that did not happen.

He lived well more than 10 years after she passed, in fact he didn't realize

his own will-power...He lived nearly 16 years longer than he said he would.

The last few days...

On Wednesday.my brother Dan, told Grandpa that the Yankees had won their game from the day before.He nodded his head. On Thursday., Dan brought his boombox to the hospital and played Frank Sinatra for Grandpa. Though he didn't respond, he could still hear. On Friday, the nurse told my mother he could still respond to taste,

so mom took the mocha from her own cup, and, using a swab, drenched it in the mocha and put it around his parched lips. He actually raised his eyebrows and smacked

his lips. Everyone went home around 5:30pm, figuring he was going to make it untl the weekend, which is not what happened. He passed around 8:15 that night.

I remember I had the chicken pox when I was in second grade...I was "asleep" on the couch (not really) when she started screaming at my Grandpa (I don't know why). Anyway, I remember he said, "If you wake that kid up, I'll bust you right in the nose!"

He was not a bad-tempered, man he was just trying to make her be quiet (for me).

My mom reminded me that on Fridays when I was younger, I used to go to my grandparents home and she would make the best chicken soup for my lunch.

I guess that was as close to "sweet old lady" as she ever got.

Anthony Peter Oliveto

December 17, 1915--April 4, 2008

Anttony Peter Oliveto "Tony", an easy-going radient man, died peacefully at Prince William Hospital in Manassas, VA. He was 92 years old.

A native of the Bronx N.Y, and of Roman Catholic and son of Itailian immigrants, Anthony was the first member of his family born in the United States. He worked with his father, Pasquale, on a truck carrying ice and coal during his youth and left high school shortly after his mother Josephine's death, to support his family.

He served in World War II woth the 81st Ordinance.

Friends and family nicknamed him "Legs" because was always the tallest person in any group. Anthony loved playing sports, epecially baseball, football, boxing and hockey. He was a member of the Westchester Hockey Club in the 1930s.

After being honorably dischared from the Army in November 1945, Anthony took a job hauling bulky mail bags with the United States Postal Service for both the New York City Board of Education and Forbes Magazine. He married Josephine Lagana on Dec 8, 1945, and they had four children together.

Anthony reveled in the simple pleasures in life, like a morning cup of coffee or basking under the sun. He grew up near Yankee Stadium and recalled Babe Ruth hitting a homerun everytime he attended a game.

As "Dad", Anthony made sure all his children got the education he never got the chance to obtain. All four of them graduated college and started families of their own.

As "Grandpa" and moving to Manassas, Anthony loved sharing stories around the dinner table and watching his grandchildren grow up. Along with his daughter Marian, he helped raise grandchildren Katie and Daniel Roem once their father John died in 1987.

(He said) "My best day was when Dan said, 'Grandpa, why don't you be president?'" Anthony once wrote in a diary,

"Hey, this young fellow atudies a lot of history in school."

Anthony, a lifetime Cf the Knights of Columbus member, was preceded in death by his mother, Josephine Oliveto, stepmother Josephine Oliveto, father Pasquale Oliveto, brother James Oliveto, and his wife Josephine OlivetoHis memory lives through his brothers Salvetore Oliveto and James Olveto. though his adult children Joann Gratt, Marian Roem, Patrick Oliveto and Geraldine Oliveto; his grandchildren Paul Gratt, Courtney Oliveto, Katie Roem, Patrick Oliveto , James and Ruben Stann and one great-granddaugther, Regan Olivia.

I won't soon forget this:

May 14th, 1998 was the day that Frank Sinatra died.

I didn't have the heart to tell him that his favorite singer had passed, so i just left his TV on the news, knowing it would come on.

I knew it came on when him say, "OH NO!"

Now, he is with Frank...and they will always be wirh each other.

I have "That's Life" by Frank because in one my high school classes, I brought that song in, and the teacher really liked it. (That, and it is fitting for this page.)

Here is Bobby, one of the cats trapped by my evil neighbor on Dec 12, 2007.(I have a "fluff" friend named "Bobby II" on Facebook in his memory.)On April 28, 2010, I gave Bobby his own page. (On Facebook)

Hearing of my Aunt Joanne's passing was unexpected, to say the very least. As I put it, the anniversary of my father's death just two days prior. Like my father, her death was sudden. She was a loving mother who was taken without warning.

My Aunt Joanne's family: Courtney, Pat, Grandpa, Patrick, Joanne

Although this is not easy for me, I will attempt to write about my experience with my Aunt Joanne's death:

Ever since I learned of my father's death in December of 1987, I try to get by with humor whenever I can. (It is for this reason I always grin, no mattrer how serious the situation.)

The thing with my Aunt was I never got to know her as well as I would have liked to. Now I will never get that chance. She lived in Rochester, NY, which is a 7 1/2 to 8-hour drive from Manas sas, VA. I would have liked to have known her better; I rerget I will not have that chance now.

I figure that if I get emotional, that doesn't do me of anyone around me any good.

It had to be hard on my poor mother having to tell her 5-year-old daughter that "Daddy died last night."

(I was not in the room when she told my younger brother the same thing.)

That was on December 28, 1987. Of couse I screamed when she told me that. I did know at the time one thing was for sure; my life would never be the same again.

I started off Kindergarten in January 1988 with one less parent than my most of my other classmates.

Because of this, a guidence counsellor wanted to see me ever so often.

I realize that all sounds self-centered, and I apogize to my Uncle and his grrown kids. Death is not easy for anyone to deal with, which is why I started this tribute to my Aunt only minutes after hearing the news from my brother.

Now, getting back to my Aunt Joanne, my mother had told my Uncle Pat that they might have 500 people to pay respect...people were literally looped around the Christmas tree left over from the previous week! They had 500 people alright; in the first hour...!

My Aunt was not a famous woman, but you could not tell from the crowd who attended her funeral or her wake.

She was very much loved by every life she touched. People showed up who had not seen her in many years. We estimated over 1000 people were at her wake. She had friends from as far away as California come to see her off.

Caroline and I met by fate; her boyfriend has MS (which I thought I had for years), and we both did volunteer work, which is how we met. When I found out I was misdiagnosed, I told her I would no longer be doing the walks, or any voluteering for MS.

Since I knew her boyfriend had it, t was not easy telling her I would not be at any MS events in the future. I knew the downfall would mean she and I would not get to see each other. (The last time I saw her was in February 2009, after my 27th birthday party.)

She wanted to attend my party in Febuary 2010 and even called a week before my party, but we told her not to worry if she could not make it in time.

That was the last time I spoke with her. I did not learn of her death until I called to wish her a"Happy Birthday!" (Did I ever feel stupid!) on March 9, 2010.

She had missed her birthday by six days... I had sent her a gift card for her birthday, so her sister mailed it back to me.

I feel like I took her friendship for granted, that she would always be here to wish me happy birthday, like I tried to do for her, but she was buried the day before she would have turned 49.

Pat Jr and Andrea, who were married on August 6, 2010

For Mrs Jones (My 8th grade alebra teacher):

My name is DOH

I talk like a hick

and for a hobby

I suck a dick

My life is pointless

I don't have a brain

my purpose in life

is to drive people insane

My looks are ugly

I have bad breath

During the day

I bore people to death

I'm all wrinked

My skin doesn't fit

I wear '40s clothes

and I look like shit

I'm old and worn

My skin always sags

I guess I'm just like

the other old hags

___________________________________________

II go home at last

at the end of each day

I talk to my plants

as I watch them decay

When I get done cooking

my family gets an attitude

I guess that's because

I cannot cook real food

As you can tell

I don't have a life

My husband's so sorry

he made me his wife

In Loving Memory of Joanne V. Oliveto

I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one

I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.

I'd like to leave an echo whipering softly down the ways of happier times and laughing times of bright and sunny days

The monsignor replied, "When I am worried about getting nervous on the pulpit, I put a glass of vodka next to the water glass. If I start to get nervous, I take a sip."

So next Sunday he took the monsignor's advice.

At the beginning of the sermon, he got nervous and took a drink.

He proceeded to talk up a storm.

Upon his return to his office after the mass, he found the following note on the door:

1) Sip the vodka, don't gulp.

2) There are 10 commandments, not 12.

3) There are 12 disciples, not 10.

4) Jesus was consecrated, not constipated.

5) Jacob wagered his donkey, he did not bet his ass.

6) We do not refer to Jesus Christ as the late J.C.

7) The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost are not referred to as Daddy, Junior and the spook.

8) David slew Goliath; he did not kick the shit out of him.

9) When David was hit by a rock and was knocked off his donkey, don't say he was stoned off his ass.

10) We do not refer to the cross as the "Big T."

11) When Jesus broke the bread at the last supper he said, "Take this and eat it for it is my body." He did not say "Eat me".

12)The Virgin Mary is not called "Mary with the Cherry".

13) The recommended grace before a meal is not: Rub-A-Dub-Dub thanks for the grub, Yeah God.

14) Next Sunday there will be a taffy pulling contest at St. Peter's not a peter pulling contest at St. Taffy's.

A more updated photo of Blake

Ruth Simon (May 30, 1921--July 11, 2011)

This is what I wrote in the guestbook on the funeral website:

"Ruth and I were the two who were in wheelchairs at the CYAC dinners.

Jay and Tom now have an angel to watch over them.

For my parties, she would give me a stuffed animal. Now I will cherish those.

Being that we were the only two in wheelchairs, sometimes she would give me a kiss. I'm going to miss her.

Just because someone has lived a full life does not make their passing any easier. It was easy to see how much her sons cared for her, as anyone whose life she touched.

I love you, Mrs Simon!

Love, Katie

Posted by: Katie Roem - Manassas, VA - Friend Jul 17, 2011 "

As I said, just because someone has lived a full life, it does not make their passing any easier. I remember she would talk about her late husband quite often and on more than one occasion, she would mention that he died on his own birthday.

Ironically, I last saw her on the celebration of her 90th birthday, which was June 3rd (the last time I saw her; that was not her birthday; her birthday was on Memorial Day in 2011, so we celebrated the following Friday)

It was while at her house that day that Iearned she had met the Three Stooges (which explained why they were always on when I was at her house).

I imagine now she is with her husband and all of her dearly departed friends, making them laugh. (I did not know her husband, but she kept his memory alive by talking about him.)

And that is how I will remember her; with a big smile on her face :D

My only real regret is not being at the wake, but I cannot drive, so there was no way I could go. *Sorry to her sons*

The whole Simon family

*Much thanks to the Simon family for allowing me to post pictures of Mrs Simon. I wish I did not have to, but now she has a permanent place on my page * (Special thanks to Jay and Tom; I know your mother would be so proud of you both!)

Clever email (Courtesy of Jimmy)

PRESBYTERIAN:

When you rearrange the letters:

BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER:

When you rearrange the letters:

MOON STARER

DESPERATION:

When you rearrange the letters:

A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES:

When you rearrange the letters:

THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH:

When you rearrange the letters:

HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE :

When you rearrange the letters:

HERE COME DOTS

DORMITORY:

When you rearrange the letters:

DIRTY ROOM

SLOT MACHINES:

When you rearrange the letters:

CASH LOST IN ME

ANIMOSITY:

When you rearrange the letters:

IS NO AMITY

ELECTION RESULTS :

When you rearrange the letters:

LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

SNOOZE ALARMS :

When you rearrange the letters:

ALAS ! NO MORE

Z'S

A DECIMAL POINT :

When you rearrange the letters:

I'M A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES:

When you rearrange the letters:

THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:

When you rearrange the letters:

TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:

MOTHER-IN-LAW:

When you rearrange the letters:

WOMAN HITLER

Bet your friends haven't seen this one ! ! !

DON'T FORGET TO SHARE

*If you click on Grandpa, you can hear "That's Life" by Frank Sinatra*

On March 1, 2014;, Maggie married Edwin McGee and I was one of her bridesmaids!

Friends

Here's me (left) and my friend Mike S. at Maggie's house in 1998. He's a big Foo Fighters fan. We saw them in 2000. That show rocked! It's the closest thing I'll ever get to a Nirvana concert.

Here's my babies, behaving like...gentlemen?

My first time as a bridesmaid :)

Thanks to Maggie for the honor! I felt beautiful that day :D

Tina, Maggie and me at Anthony's in Manassas for my 31st party in Feb 2013. (Feb 23, 2013)

The wedding party:

PARENTS OF THE BRIDE

Dennis and Eunice Griffith

PARENTS OF THE GROOM

Edwin and McGee

GRANDPARENTS OF THE GROOM

Ronald and Elizabeth McGee

Florine Burr

MATRON OF HONOR

Mary Hart barger

MAID OF HONOR

Colleen Turner

BEST MEN

Corey McGee

Christopher Griffith

BRIDESMAIDS

Lisa Apted

Erin Suidikas

Katie Roem

GROOMSMEN

Kevin Durkin

Patrick Fri tz

Matthew Diniega

RING BEARER

Elli

Kurt Cobain Roem

On July 12, 1997, a friend of mine had a cat who had a litter of kittens. I was about to adopt the love of my life. I was obsessed with Nirvana at the time, so i wanted to name my new kitten after the lead singer. This is how Kurt got his name. Here is his page on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/381545185293201/

I was planning to have my Kurt for many more years, not just 17. I cannot have children with my disease, so my cats ARE my kids, and it hurt to lose my first cat. When I was told Kurt had passed, I could not move. I had to crawl to my bedroom because I was frozen in place.